Xiang Weimin sat in the wheelchair near the window of his hospital ward. The sunlight poured in and he basked with his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes, he looked at the books that Zhai Yanjun left for him.
Today, Zhai Yanjun didn't come to see him. Obviously, he wasn't that free. Just because he was stuck in the hospital didn't mean others didn't have anything to do. And he didn't want to disturb Zhai Yanjun that much either.
In all honesty, he and Zhai Yanjun weren't that close. They only got to know each other after Zhai Yanjun started dating his sister. And by that time, Zhai Yanjun had already joined the military. Because he knew about the temperament of his own sister, he was even more willing to get along with Zhai Yanjun.
